Funny Quatrain Poems | Examples

These Funny Quatrain poems are examples of Quatrain poems about Funny. These are the best examples of Quatrain Funny poems written by international poets.


Premium MemberDasher and Dancer's Christmas Eve Call Offs

Dasher and Dancer yelled midair and said to Santa, “We can't fly! Earth satellites have made a snare of wireless currents in the sky!” Then Santa answered, “Use plan B- come down one level in the sky. Take care and watch! Don't hit a tree or steeple top as we zoom by!” So they both did as Santa said, though still, they'd be a little late; made headway now with deer and sled where techno-waves had low-flow rate!


Premium MemberThe Mirror and The Donkey

The Mirror and The Donkey Mirror, mirror, up on the wall. My attitudes the best of all. And if you want a real gas. You can kiss my big fat ass. By Josehf Lloyd Murchison

Premium MemberKitty

Kitty Pet me pet me you know where, upon my back, stroke my hair. If you don’t I’ll give you a stare, pet me pet me you know where. By Josehf Lloyd Murchison

Premium MemberThat Act Your Age Nonsense

9/30/2023   


     I have heard this saying all of my life,
     There is just no handbook, for any age!
     I hear it still~ and it fills me with strife.
     These Dudley-Do-Rights, please turn the page?


     Get a life, and let us spread our wings!
     We give you space to be who you are!
     None of your business if we had a fling.
     Smile and get a fresh cookie from a jar.


                           I DON’T KNOW 
                    HOW TO ACT MY AGE
                              I’VE NEVER
                                 BEEN
                        THIS OLD BEFORE!
                                    ~~

Premium MemberWhen Doves Cry

My love has passed away. What can I say?
I could tell so many stories from his life.
Things sad or funny. I could talk all day,
for no one knew him better than his wife.

I want for everyone to know that he
would lift me up, yet now he’s past the sky!
I hope he’s looking down on you and me.
Know this though: where he’s gone, doves don’t quite cry.

Mourning doves – when they cry – shed tears of joy.
They bring us peace though we be sorrowing.
I see my husband’s smile. It’s that of our boy.
Our children’s hopes we should be borrowing.

Loved ones live on through memories we share
with one other till we’ve all passed on
to the shining side, for I know that’s where
I’ll greet my love again one glorious dawn.


Premium MemberConniving Giraffes

I've never seen a more comical face than that of a giraffe begging for corn. Its black tongue makes it look like a nut-case, as its eyes stare down with an air of scorn. Giraffes have a long triangular head that sits high atop a serpentine neck. And yes, they get disgruntled; enough said, they are known to leave car windows a wreck. Don't let its eyelashes play with your mind; it's batting them for food; it's not a wink. And don't think it's harmless, gentle, and kind; it's far more belligerent than you think. It stands aloof with a smug expression, impertinently demanding handouts. I don't want to give the wrong impression, but stay alert when giraffes are about.

Premium MemberThey Know Who

They Know Who (Has The Money) By: Miracle Man 7/13/2023 I’m long past the age where, those younger, look past me as if I don’t exist. Some even dare to stare, often I’m tempted to be surly, but I resist. Sometimes they force a smile, maybe say something I’ll think is funny. But that’s better than being hostile, when asking an oldster to donate money. “The older you get the greater you were” Lee Grosscup
© Tom Wright  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberPatsy Pugglespuff

Sassy Patsy Pugglespuff
Sat in the mire
Wasn't feeling warm enough
So set her hair on fire.

Premium MemberWhip-Poor-Will Entertains

The whip-poor-will entertains. His song crisp and fresh today His voice is not inhumane. And leads my few thoughts astray. Running was the Bovidae Outside my open window. So, I could hear faraway Dance of the painted pinto.
Just for fun, no there was no Bovidae nor painted pinto. Written: 5/18/2023

Premium MemberEnchanted

Like all who write, I'm enchanted by words.
their musical sounds falling on each page.
a gentle caress, or slashing of swords,
Words of upstarts or elegantly aged.

What power is found in a single word!
words so lovely, you long to simply hold.
Those inspiring adventures unfettered
or bringing a tear as sorrows unfold.

Opinions offered--thoughts without a hedge.
Happy gifts of synonyms seldom used
sunlit words within a smile's funny edge
careful to keep word's context unabused.

Often a challenge, but with many gifts
a fresh page awaits like a new-born day
inspired, my mind seeks any gone adrift--
words to enchant me and take me away.

February 12, 2023
for Constance La France's
Writing Challenged--E Words Poetry Contest
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A First Place!
© Ann Peck  Create an image from this poem.

Premium MemberTatters

I don't want to play childish games no more, or don a funny mask. And though people still need to laugh, I'm no longer up to the task. My act isn't as funny today, I'm but a relic of the past. And a smile painted on white-face unfortunately, just doesn't last. I find it hard to wear a smile on top of reality's frown. And yet, I'm paid to be happy, and flip fallen frowns upside-down. It's been a while since I've felt loved, I need to dream another dream. And pursue something a little less emotionally extreme. When people see my painted face, they don't see me, only a clown. And if they comment on my smile lately, it tends to bring me down. (Quatrain) 01/02/2023 TATTERS Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Mystic Rose Rose

Premium MemberCoffee and a Cup of Poetry

coffee and a cup of poetry pleasure on a reading spree looking up…it’s mid morning chores pressing in, warning cup was hot, warm, lukewarm, cold, empty…not so the bouquet i hold of friends funny, poignant and ripe so many accolades to hype love y’all, blowing kisses, sending hugs all these pretty words to be swept under rugs but i have to get busy buzzing ‘round this full impact season profound still finding time for friends and prayer not embracing thoughts of life unfair y’all know, I can’t help peeping at your profundity whilst the tea is steeping i’ll be back for another cup of cheer… 12/2/2022

Premium MemberA Flair For Comedy

Some people are naturally funny They have a flair for comedy, Seems everything they say or do Illustrates laughter as a remedy. Many times quite unwittingly They say something not as a joke, But it gets gales of uproarious laughs Because it was a comic who spoke. Often it’s merely a facial expression That gets an audience’s attention Other comedians rely on story lines And funny catch-phrases for retention. Folks say I have some natural ability To make people around me laugh, I haven’t the foggiest notion why Except I’ve always been prone to gaffe.
Written November 7, 2022

Premium MemberThey March In Line

They are marching in a row around the lake
Witch, bat and ghost with nothing at stake
They laugh and sing and skip along
Singing an October Halloween marching song

Which is witch? An owl asks who thinks he is funny
The moon is glowing like a sun that is sunny
They march and chant and prance along in line.
The bat is fine, and the ghost is mine!

Premium MemberGoofy Woofy Halloween Totem

Goofy Woofy Halloween totem is sitting proudly.
Gawkers are making comments, some rather loudly.
A few make fun of the animals, as they look funny.
I am not one of them. My disposition is sunny.

Goofy Woofy Halloween totem makes me want to play.
It is sitting in the cornfield on a warm October day.
They take their job seriously, inviting and warm.
The bees swoop in to gawk at them, cozy in a swarm.

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